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The secret double life of the owner of a knocking shop......

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What time is it I said rolling over and kissing my husband tenderly on the lips, "It's half two" he smiled, really could we have been making tender love for 12 hours, he was the best husband anyone could want, loving, tender, caring, and I loved him dearly. Or so he thought! My husbands name was Tom and we had only been married for 2 months, he could not get enough of me, but I harboured a secret life, when I disappeared for days at a time, he thought I was working hard setting up accounts overseas, but oh no, I was a mistress of a very lively knocking shop. I knew if ever I wanted a normal life I would have to go for someone who was a straight as a die, who never had or every would enter such a den of iniquity. Tom had curly blond hair, he was tall slim and fairly muscular but could be extremely dim most of the time. I on the other hand had long flowing black hair just below my shoulder blades, golden skin and big brown eyes, my height was 5ft 8", I had large breasts and an hour glass figure to match, I was also a master of disguise never letting anything slip, always aware of my situation. Tom to me was my normality, a quite away from the stormy existance that I loved and would never give up, he was my escape, but, escape was not all I needed. Today I had told Tom I would be away oversea's for a week, I would keep in touch but he was not to worry ringing me as I would be in meetings most of the time so it was best for him to wait for me to call him. I got up showered, dressed and kissed him goodbye. As I drove away I could see Tom waving me off in my rear view mirror. Thank god, I thought lets get back to the sordid existance I also loved. I arrived at the house around 4pm marching through the door to be greated by Stella. Stella ran the place when I was otherwise engaged, she was petite, blond and plump but she knew what the punters wanted and anything went with her, she was loyal and great in bed I had tried her out myself to make sure she was as good as she had told me, and I can tell you she most definately was. "Hi" said Stella, "Got a special booking for you tonight, he would not give his name but he paid cash up front and would not accept anyone but you!" "Really, how fasinating what does he want?" "Everything, he wants the works and more, but he has paid a futune for you so I thought you would be ok with it?" "Stella, you know me anything goes, I feel quite excited, what time is he coming?" "Said he would be here at six so go get yourself ready, do you want me to start arousing you, would you like me to lick you out?" "Um,could be an idea, but you may find me very wet!". With that we went upstairs, passing 4 doors with sexual noises coming out from them, I knew why I loved this place so much, the smell of sex, the noise of sex it was fantastic. When we got into the room I used, Stella pulled my dress up and started kissing my legs, I was not wearing knickers so there was easy access for her. "Open your legs" Stella purred, I obediently spread my legs for her and she buried her head between my legs, sharp tingles went through my groin as wave upon wave of orgasm went through my body, sticking her tounge deep inside my pussy, fucking me with all her might, my god this women knew how to turn me on, I held onto her head until I had soaked her face then I let her go. "God I love licking your pussy" she sighed. Smiling I stripped and looked at my naked body in the mirror. Who was this mystery man coming I wondered................................ to be continued!...................
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